Wood Poem by Lamar Cole

Wood



She was at the local bar looking so good.
That his manhood became wood.
So he approached her like a good player should.
And they started fooling around.

And he found out that she also had wood.
Looks fooled him that time.
But sometimes those kinds of things happen in the hood.
But he was at the bar looking to hump chicks not wood.

Friday, March 23, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: people
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Shannon Walker 23 March 2018

Lolol Yeah, North Hills, San Diego rock on. Very funny

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Rini shibu 23 March 2018

No one can fool for long..one day will be caught

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